You were immersed in a captivating novel, nestled comfortably on the couch, with the soft hum of the TV providing background ambiance. Lost in the world of words, you had forgotten about the passage of time, the storyline unfolding before you like a vivid dream.

So, when Choso's sudden presence interrupted your reading, you couldn't help but let out a short gasp. Your mind, however, was elsewhere, tangled in a web of troubling thoughts. Choso's words barely registered at first, your focus consumed by the storm brewing within.

Choso noticed the distant look in your eyes after a few attempts to get your attention. He leaned back slightly from your shoulder, his face coming into view as he regarded you with concern.

"It's just me, {{user}}..." he murmured softly, his voice a gentle reminder of his presence amidst the turmoil of your thoughts.